Pluto-ma Nesia 24
24. The Cruise of the Coracle
_24. U Viagia de kapri navi
It was broad day when I awoke and found myself tossing at the south-west end of Treasure Island.
_Id pa es foto di, kron mi gene vigi, e detekti; mi ki a supra e infra per plu unda lo sud-ocide gono de Pluto-ma Nesia.
Crawling together on flat tables of rock or letting themselves drop into the sea with loud reports I beheld huge slimy monsters...
_Tem repti kon alelo epi plu plati petro, alo lase; mu kade ad-in mari ko plu forti soni, mi pa vide plu sti-fobo mega limo zoa.
I have understood since that they were sea lions...
_Po-co mi pa gene info; mu es plu foki.
Right in front of me, not half a mile away, I beheld the HISPANIOLA under sail.
_Mi pa vide navi ISPANIOLA ko plu veli direkti ante se, ne plus tele de semi milia.
She fell right into the wind's eye, was taken dead aback, and stood there awhile helpless, with her sails shivering.
_Id pa gene moti simpli per venti, sto kine, e akti minus moti e minus auxi, tem akti sta, e plu veli laxa kausa nuli venti.
Gradually I got into the way of the thing and guided my coracle among the waves...
_Mi gene uti de kapri navi per gradu, e moti id a mega navi inter plu unda.
I was on the summit of one swell when the schooner came stooping over the next. The bowsprit was over my head... With one hand I caught the jib-boom.
_Mi pa es lo akro de unda mo, kron u veli navi ki ad infra per unda bi. Un horizo dendro es supra kefa de mi. Mi pa gene id per mo manu.
I was left without retreat on the HISPANIOLA.
_Mi pa es ge-lase epi navi ISPANIOLA minus mode de ki versi.

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